Hands
Do you like watching my hand?
Moving down across my shoulder to the nape of my neck to my cleavage. With the other hand I undo my bra and it falls to the floor, without a sound. My fingers move along, slowly, teasing my nipples- first the right one and then the left. They grow hard under my long, slender fingers as I circle them. I slide my hand down to my stomach, pausing to feel the soft skin just above my waist.
You look eager. Wanting. Desirous. Rock hard.
I continue the downward trajectory, brushing my hip. Then my thigh. I open my legs, just a bit, and tease, my fingers flirting. I spread them wider, giving you a great view. The hand moves inward, brushing my lips. The freshly waxed skin tingles when I touch it. A finger moves to my clit, stroking it. Slowly at first. Then faster. And faster. Until I'm on the verge of orgasm.
And then I untie you and let you ravish me.
bite-sized erotica
masturbation
1 comment:
I like your hand a lot. I am such a shameless voyeur. I love watching your hand ... brushing your lips, stroking your clit.
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